Northern Rebel Daring in the Dark - By Jennifer Labrecque Page 0,40

she’d accepted that, it felt good to get back to the woman she really was. And he felt good, all six feet plus of him.

She pushed aside all the thoughts of DeWitt and the incident and brought herself firmly back to the moment.

He kissed the length of her neck and at the same time slipped his finger past the elastic of her bottoms and along her desire-slicked channel. Heat exploded inside her. She moaned and dropped her head back and to the side, giving him more access, even as she pressed downward on his marauding digit.

“And that feels really good,” she said.

Delphi was momentarily bereft when he withdrew his finger but was quickly mollified when he took her breasts in his hands.

As he rolled her nipples between his fingers, a sweet heat that had nothing to do with the lake and everything to do with the man and his touch coursed through her, culminating into a sleek want between her thighs.

The thought floated through the back of her head that she’d just met him yesterday. But it was quickly chased by the thought that it didn’t matter. All that was important was how wonderful this felt, how alive and vibrant she felt with his hands and mouth and big hard body on her and against her.

She reached between them and cupped his erection through his trunks. His breathing grew even heavier, his touch more intense.

The medical professional in her surfaced. “Lars, I’ve tested safe and I have a birth control implant. If you have issues, then let’s find a condom.” It wasn’t a deal breaker, they just had to take precautions.

“No issues. All my tests are clear.”

“Then let’s take off our suits,” she said. “Can you throw them to the bank from here?”

“No problem. Let me help you get yours off.”

“You’re so thoughtful,” she said, laughing.

He slid the straps over her shoulders. “That’s my personal mission, to be thoughtful and helpful.” He tugged them down farther and she pulled her arms out. He left it at her waist and cupped her breasts in his hands. Fire raced through her, stoked by the sensation of his calloused palms and the smooth-as-silk lapping of the lake.

Taking a deep breath, he sank beneath the water and tugged the suit down and over her hips, skimming it down her legs. She raised her right foot to lift it out of the suit. Lars braced his hand on her hip and propped her knee on his shoulder, opening her thighs.

She nearly came when he exhaled, sending air bubbles rushing against her clit. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Another onslaught of bubbles rushed against her but this time he followed it with an intimate underwater “kiss.”

Delphi gasped and arched against his mouth. He pulled the suit down and off of her left foot and then resurfaced.

She could barely find her voice. “Lars...” She was at a loss for words. She gathered herself and said, “I can help you with your trunks but I don’t know that underwater trick.”

“Hold on.” He pulled off his swim trunks and within less than a minute both bathing suits had landed on the shore with a wet thunk. “Now...”

He skimmed her shoulders with his hands and pulled her to him. She fit against him perfectly. His hard nakedness, along with the warm water, created a sublime arousal unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

Cupping her scalp in his big palm, he found her lips with his while he wrapped his other arm about her waist. Their mouths fused together, their tongues stroking, exploring. Delphi couldn’t get close enough to him. She sucked on his tongue as she wound her leg around his lean hip, rubbing herself against his erection.

“Mmm,” she moaned into his mouth, straining against him.

He moved his hands to her hips and nudged at her slick opening with the head of his penis. Oh, my God, he felt good. She wrapped her other leg around him, taking him inside her, stretching to accommodate the width and length of him.

Delphi was frantic for more. She felt elemental and raw. Wanton. He thrust into her and she ground down onto him. His grip on her tightened and she dug her fingers into his skin, nudging him deeper and harder inside her with her feet against his backside.

A storm of desire raged inside her. Every fiber, every cell needed him to satisfy the craving he’d awakened.

Higher, tighter, she felt it coming. Her orgasm crashed through her, over her. And as if